Hail Of Bullets - Death Of A Field Marshal | Текст песни

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• Hail Of Bullets
• Death Of A Field Marshal

Disillusion, recovery at home.
Faith disintegrated, his lament, his oath.
Accused of High Treason, plotting the attempt.
Mistaken conspirator, a Field Marshal condemned.

The choice between dishonor and death by cyanide.
Succumbed to his injuries, silenced suicide.
Father, husband, Desert Fox, loyal serving man.
A farewell with dignity, baton in his left hand.

"Wie wird das Urteil der Geschichte über mich
lauten? Wenn ich Erfolg habe, werden alle anderen
den Ruhm beanspruchen. Aber wenn ich scheitere,
wird jeder meinen Kopf fordern."